Admit Words

I have to find myself

A place to breathe

Cause the air here

Will not let me 

Be

It is thick with 

Ache

Black

And bruised

Its scent

Cloying

Creeping

Down my throat

So

Desperate to be alive

While I struggle

While I juggle 

Each and every moment

Hoping

Hands will hold them 

Careful

So not one is broken

I am going

Down 

A 

Path

Alone

And I seek air

With abandon

Arms outstretched

Steps

Not quite landing

Where I need them

Where I need when

The air becomes 

Too dark to see

And I stumble

All along

The 

Street

Gasping

Ungodly

Sounds

That wheeze

And whir

Against my silent tongue

Save me 

Say we

Could do this thing

As one

Because my hearts afraid

My mind's made up

And I admit

I want to use 

These lungs